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The strings they hum a restless tune
My mind's a maze that's lit by moon
Each thought’s a step that spins around
A dance with shadows on the ground
The lute it beats like nervous hearts
Its notes are daggers
Fitting parts
I hear the strum yet feel the sting
My brain's a bird with broken wing
Oh spinning cycles make me drag
Tied to thoughts just like a flag
Flutter high then ripped apart
Overthinking’s cruelest art
A chord once soft now sharp it stings
A melody of tangled things
I can't escape this twisted play
My own thoughts block the light of day
The strings they snap but I still hear
Echoes loud within my ear
I try to mute my head's refrain
It loops around
It starts again
Oh the weight is heavy
Thick as stone
My brain it won’t leave me alone
I’d trade it all for silence sweet
But my thoughts scream louder than the beat
Oh spinning cycles make me drag
Tied to thoughts just like a flag
Flutter high then ripped apart
Overthinking’s cruelest art
Overthinking’s cruelest art